I imagine scores of newborn lights making their way to inhabit the earth to do their loving thing, each day.
I also imagine that , once they arrive, their mortal lives are made more agonizing after landing upon the blackening platform of these shameless times.
Here’s to hoping that many are reminded of what it was they had to share.
Although they’re not allowed to easily recall what “it” is.
And despite our woeful reptilian regressions.
Ramsy's Joint 